Mom sent me a photograph showing Dereck’s passport beside a receipt stamped PAID IN FULL. It listed woodworking equipment, cabinets, power tools, and a collection deadline of eleven o’clock. Then I noticed the storage number: B-17. My father’s belongings had been stored there since his death three years earlier.
My heart sank when I saw Dereck’s name listed as the seller. He had secretly arranged to sell everything while we were abroad. When I confronted him, he avoided my questions and finally admitted he planned to explain everything after our vacation.
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